was neat Scotch, the polished Austrian unblushingly
replied--

"The Englishman, I have observed, has a slightly
slower imagination, a denser intelligence, and is less
conspicuous for perfect honesty. His womankind also
have less of that nameless grace and ethereal beauty
which distinguish their Scottish sisters."

It is needless to say that a more popular visitor
never was seen than this discriminating foreigner, and
if his ambitions had not risen above a merely personal
triumph, he would have been in the highest state of
satisfaction. But with a disinterested eye he every
now and then sought the farther end of the table,
where, between his hostess and her charming eldest
daughter, and facing his factor, the Baron had to
endure his ordeal unsupported.

"I wonder how the devil he's getting on!" he more
than once said to himself.

For better or for worse, as the dinner advanced,
he began to hear the Court accent more frequently,
till his curiosity became extreme.

"His lordship seems in better spirits," remarked
Mr. Gallosh.

"I hope to Heaven he may be!" was the fervent